Tang Mingyao first went to the township primary school that day, asked the teacher on duty if there was an admission letter from the county, and after receiving a negative reply, he went to the post office to ask if there was a registered letter from him or his family, but the result was still no.

After returning home, Tang Mingyao was really a little anxious.

After all, in his previous life, his admission results had been passed on to his family by word of mouth from others around August 20.

It's been a few days this time, and there hasn't been any movement at all, and even if he has a mature soul, he can't help but feel a little impetuous.

Tang Mingyao decided to find some connections and went directly to the county No. 1 Middle School to inquire about the situation.

He asked his mother for his phone number, ran to the only shop in the village, paid the money and called: "Hey, auntie?" It's me, Tang Mingyao! How are you doing? How is Cousin Tongtong...... Going to kindergarten? Grow so fast! ”

After a short talk among the parents, Tang Mingyao said what he meant: "Auntie, are you free today, please help me go to the county No. 1 middle school to see if the admission list is out for the first experimental class they recruited this year?" The main thing is to see if I'm on the list...... Yes, I took the exam. ”

After hanging up the phone, Tang Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not busy going home, so he sat at the commissary, waiting for his aunt who lived in the county town to help him ask about the situation.

Two hours later, the call came back.

The aunt said: "I was admitted, and I ranked second in the county!" Register on September 1st! I said that you are such a great baby, and you were admitted to the experimental class of No. 1 Middle School ......"

caught him and praised him violently, and his tone was more excited than that of his client.

Tang Mingyao listened for a few minutes, and waited for the other party to say a little tired before he said, "Thank you, auntie, I'll go to the city to see you in a few days!" "At the moment of the call, I walked back lightly.

I finally got the letter, and now I am down-to-earth, and I even have a little excitement in my heart.

To be honest, if the admission letter is sent to his home normally, his reaction will most likely be: "Oh." "I dismissed it without any trouble.

As a result, there was a little moth in the middle, which made him worry for a while, and at this time he heard that he had been admitted, and he was like a junior brother, and he had some intoxicated happiness.

"Steady!"

"Tang Mingyao, you are an adult, aren't you just a county No. 1 middle school? In the previous life, there were no plug-ins, you could be admitted, and in this life, you are also a reborn person with [system], this little thing, there is no need to be excited at all. ”

"It's so bad, it's a shame for the reborn!"

He silently lectured himself.

However, having said that, the joy in my heart could not be suppressed.

Then I thought about it, no, it's something to be happy about, why can't I be happy?

So he grinned silently.

It wasn't until he walked to the door of the house that Tang Mingyao's mood calmed down and shifted his attention to his ranking.

Second in the county......

In other words, there is another one who did better than him.

Such a difficult question, the test is higher than him, either a real genius demon, or a cheater who got the exam questions in advance. Thinking of the classmates in the experimental class in his previous life, the perverted learning maniacs, he was more inclined to the former in his heart.

Maybe, people really won him by his ability. After all, the last two problems in his math were done entirely using the stream-of-consciousness method.

"Mom, I got in!"

Standing at the door of the house, Tang Mingyao shouted loudly.

…………

The news that the Tang family boy was admitted to the county No. 1 middle school, like wings, spread throughout the village overnight, and spread to the township in less than two days.

Tang Mingyao did not stop her from saying "My son has been obedient since he was a child", "His grades have always been very good", "I didn't worry about it at all", this kind of self-selling and boastful words, the mother with low self-esteem in her heart rarely has a moment of raising her eyebrows, let her enjoy it for a while.

In the past few days, Tang Mingyao has also been visiting everywhere.

The first is that school is about to start, and before leaving, we will say goodbye to everyone, and the second is to teach some "reading experience" to the children in the neighborhood at the request of adults.

He said something casually, I don't know if these guys listened to it, but there was a sentence that impressed the adults and children of all families - do you have old envelopes at home?

Well, he took this opportunity to go from house to house to rummage through all the envelopes left by his neighbors, and he searched for a lot of stamps with the click of scissors.

As soon as you return home, the number of stamps skyrockets, breaking the 200 mark.

It's a pity that there is a bit of repetition, which makes Tang Mingyao feel a little unhappy.

August 27th.

There are 4 days left before entering the city.

Early in the morning, my mother took out two bags of rice from the cabinet and said, "It's not convenient for me to make rice alone when you leave, so today you will come with me to carry some grain and go to threshing." ”

Rice beating is a vernacular in the countryside, which means to hull the rice and beat the grain into edible rice.

A rice beater is required to beat rice.

This thing is a rarity in Tang Mingyao's village, and there are only one or two families in the whole village.

So naturally, a commercial chain was developed - if there was no rice threshing machine at home, when they needed to threak rice, they would go to the two families, ask someone to thresh rice, and give a certain amount of machine usage fee according to the weight of the rice.

Tang Mingyao's mother and son are going to someone else's house to beat rice today, and the destination: Luojiazui of the production team next door.

The mother divided the two bags of rice into three bags, and she carried one and a half bags herself, and asked her son to help carry half a bag.

Tang Mingyao tried it with a basket on his back, but it was not heavy, only about thirty pounds.

Mother's weight is more than 100 pounds.

The two of them took Tang Lingfeng, a drag oil bottle, climbed the hill on the mountain road, walked four or five miles, and saw a corner of a small European-style western-style building exposed in the shade of trees in front of them.

It was the house of the local tyrant Luo Zhi's family.

The four-storey, garden-style courtyard was specially designed by a designer in the city, and he also came to the site to supervise the work when it was repaired. After the completion of the construction, the carved beams and painted the building, which became a scene in the village.

"It is said that it cost four or five hundred thousand ......"

"It's all earned by his wife selling in the special # area a few years ago, and later she was a chicken # head, I don't want such dirty money!"

These words were spread by the people in the village behind their backs.

Tang Mingyao thought to himself that this was a typical envy, jealousy and hatred, and he couldn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour. To put it mildly, with Luo Wenxi's mother's size, can she really sell it? The rumormongers don't even want basic logic.

Today, Tang Mingyao and his mother are coming to Luo Zhi's house...... The family next to him was threshing rice.

The local tyrants can't look down on the electricity bills charged for beating rice!

At the end of the field, the rice threshing machine was running at high speed, and the belt dragged two shiny steel wheels to swallow the rice from the large hopper above, and spit out the rice and bran from the exit below.

Tang Mingyao put down the basket, stood on the large stone vat in the dam that was not filled with water, and looked next door.

The brick courtyard wall, more than two meters high, is covered with slag glass from thieves, and the ornamental trees, lawns, and a small swimming pool in the courtyard can be seen looming over the courtyard wall.

The four-storey European-style western-style building is located directly north of the courtyard, and each floor is facing the direction of the courtyard, with a delicate large balcony.

Tang Mingyao looked up from the bottom floor, and on the balcony on the third floor, he unexpectedly saw a young and beautiful figure, also looking at him there.